mtl008 Chapter 237 The Head of Students at the Elite School (37)
Chapter 237 The Head of Students at the Elite School (37)
When we arrived at Möbius Island, there were already people waiting for us there.
Inside the villa, Xie Qingyan remained expressionless as he watched those annoying people appear one by one through the drone's surveillance.
Only when he saw the person he had been longing for did his dark eyes begin to light up.
But when her gaze fell on the person holding her arm, it turned to disgust.
While she was abroad, she already had enough unwanted attention, but she managed to get rid of them all. But now these...
Thinking of the eight great families, Xie Qingyan frowned slightly and sighed inwardly, "This is going to be tough."
Although he wielded considerable power, he could not easily contend with the eight great families.
His persistent gaze returned to a woman with a rosy face. Xie Qingyan's hands, which were resting on his knees, tightened slightly, and certain impulses that had been suppressed in his heart surged up again.
He still wanted to lock her up so that she could no longer recruit people outside, and no one else could get close to her.
But ... ...
Xie Qingyan suddenly relaxed his clenched fist and closed his eyes with some distress.
If he dares to do that, all he will ever get is her hatred and disgust.
As she disembarked from the cruise ship and stepped onto the soft sand, Le Yan subconsciously looked at the drones hovering in the air.
She always felt something was off; whenever she saw these drones, she felt like someone was watching her from behind.
The strange feeling was like being tightly bound by a giant python, unable to move, yet feeling a chill all over.
Le Yan couldn't help but move closer to Yan Shaoyu, who was holding her hand.
He's the younger brother I've watched grow up, and in this unfamiliar place, he's the only one I can trust.
Le Yan raised her eyes and looked at Yan Shaoyu, only to find him casting a smug look at Dongfang Yao and the others who had been watching them.
In an instant, Le Yan wanted to rub her forehead and smile bitterly.
This idiot, isn't he afraid of getting ganged up on and beaten up later?
Showing off like this, don't you even know which side has the bigger and stronger force here?
Slightly speechless, Le Yan immediately slapped Yan Shaoyu's hand, "Let go, I still need to organize the students' accommodations."
On this private island, a resort has been set up, where the teachers and students from Newampton School will stay this time.
After leaving her clingy younger brother behind, Le Yan quickly got into the swing of things. She counted the number of people and, seeing that no one had been left behind, called out to the island's owner, "Classmate Dongfang."
As soon as he was called out, Dongfang Yao darted to Le Yan's side with a "whoosh," his eyes bright and piercing. "Teacher, did you need something from me?"
He came too fast, like a gust of wind, suddenly appearing and almost startling Le Yan.
Clutching her belongings tightly, Le Yan took a step back before smiling at him and saying, "It's like this, Mobius Island belongs to the Dongfang family, and we need your help with many arrangements. As for where everyone will stay, we'll have to trouble you."
"No trouble."
Before Le Yan could finish speaking, Dongfang Yao quickly chimed in.
He was originally planning to use these so-called serious matters to get to know his teacher better, so he wouldn't find it troublesome.
To better impress others, Dongfang Yao took out his phone and made a call. Soon after, a group of people ran out of the resort.
They were both men and women, dressed in matching work uniforms. "Everyone, please follow us."
When someone came up to serve them, the teachers and students, who were used to it, quickly followed.
Le Yan and Dongfang Yao lagged behind. He looked at Le Yan with a smug, praise-seeking expression and asked, "Teacher, what do you think of my handling of this?"
Le Yan paused for a moment, then smiled politely: "I think it's good."
Although he only made a phone call, who can say that he didn't contribute?
Upon being praised, Dongfang Yao instantly became happy.
Even if the teacher's praise isn't very earnest, it's still praise, and he just needs to be happy.
Besides, compared to others, he was treated much better.
Without making a sound, Dongfang Yao glanced at his rivals who had been dawdling for ages and had only taken a few steps, then curled his lip in disgust.
Even his three best friends were among those he disliked.
After all, brothers are like limbs, and lovers are like clothes; limbs can be severed, but clothes cannot be lost.
Compared to his favorite teacher, the brothers who were vying for the teacher's attention were all enemies.
The enemy, however, must be attacked from all directions.
As a love-struck teenager who had consulted his family beforehand, Dongfang Yao earnestly flipped through his mental notebook.
He still has a lot of work to do to win the heart of his beloved!
Dongfang Yao followed closely behind Le Yan, making his presence felt, while thoughtfully recalling the advice his grandparents, parents, sister, and brother-in-law had given him.
Her thoughts drifted to the advice her sister and brother-in-law had given her, and her eyes began to flicker.
"Dongfang-san?"
Le Yan looked at Dongfang Yao, who had suddenly lost his focus, with a puzzled expression. Her gaze fell on his ears, which were red to the point of bleeding, and she asked with some concern, "Dongfang, are you suffering from heatstroke?"
A slender, fair hand touched his forehead, and Dongfang Yao suddenly came back to his senses, only to freeze in place in an instant.
After a long pause, he stammered, "No, I didn't have heatstroke. I... I was just spacing out for a while."
"But your ears are so red, and your face..."
Le Yan belatedly shut her mouth. She was still too naive. A flushed face doesn't necessarily mean heatstroke; more often than not, it's just a shy reaction.
However, she really wanted to know what Dongfang Yao had thought of that made her blush so much.
If you didn't know better, you'd think that in addition to yellow, white, and black races, there was now a red race in the world.
Le Yan inwardly grumbled, but remained calm on the surface. She simply withdrew her hand and gestured to Dongfang Yao, "Since Dongfang is alright, let's hurry up and go."
The sun is about to set, and the sea breeze is making it even cooler. If it blows any longer, I'm afraid I'll catch a cold.
For the sake of the students' health, Leyan had a responsibility to get them all to the resort as soon as possible.
"You lot, why are you walking so slowly? Even ants can walk faster than you!"
After urging Dongfang Yao, she then urged Ximen Jin and the others. Le Yan felt deeply that she was becoming more and more like a worried faculty member.
Huangfu Ya, who was already quite close to her, said with a smile, "We were waiting for you, Teacher. Come on, Teacher, let's go back together."
If Dongfang Yao hadn't been dragging the teacher along at a leisurely pace, they would have already gone home hand in hand with the teacher.
Without leaving a trace, Huangfu Ya and Huangfu Xuan glared at the obstructing Dongfang Yao and quickly occupied both sides of Le Yan.
Unable to compete with the others in the fight, and unable to get a word in edgewise, the others could only follow him back to the resort, fuming with anger.
But those back-and-forth eye-blade battles, if a single eye-blade were to become real, Le Yan would see herself surrounded by a sea of blood-stained people.